The resentful orphan stared at Su Xiao for several seconds before looking away and rushing toward the corridor inside the church.
Qiz raised a hand to block the resentful orphan, then walked up to the blacksmith and placed one hand on his old friend's shoulder.
The blacksmith's hand trembled slightly around the hammer. He was restraining himself from attacking that familiar aura ahead of him. As for who it belonged to, he could no longer recognize it.
"Thanks for the effort. Get some sleep first, old friend. When you wake up, everything will be over."
Black light flickered across Qiz's hand. The blacksmith's murky eyes dimmed, and the iron hammer in his hand clanged to the ground. The blacksmith collapsed. He was very strong—using the last of his consciousness, he suppressed his own body and refused to fight that familiar aura.
Qiz easily dealt with the threat posed by the blacksmith. Baja dragged the blacksmith outside the church and tossed him through the entrance. From inside, A'M pushed the metal doors shut, closing both of them.
With a click, the church doors locked. Ice crawled over them, freezing into a half-meter-thick layer. No one could enter, and no one could leave.
Inside the corridor, Qiz walked at the front, the resentful orphan slightly behind him, and Su Xiao at the very back.
At the end of the corridor stood another stone-crystal wall. It was called a trial, but in reality, it was meant to help the archbishop kill the resentful orphan.
The archbishop's goal was actually very simple. Everything before this had merely been preparation. The Saintess ensured that the "trial-taker" would not die from severe injuries. After the "trial-taker" killed Qiz, he would obtain the Ashen Furnace. The blacksmith would then use the Ashen Furnace to forge a weapon,